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Our desires flew like birds in the mornings When we were waked by the bells of dreams Hypnotized and ready for another round of living We would walk down the street of a foreign city mesmerized By our own history seen on the streets and in the gardens Filled with exotic flowers and the grass; you loved the grass You said you would teach me everything I never found out really what but I accepted you as mentor To learn whatever might be I accepted the usual, but unusual, ways of life And lived a life I never thought I would. It became a typhoon passing through paradise. You accepted my gifts but perhaps not my ideas I thought I knew you Although I hardly knew if I knew myself; I learned to accept your unusual, but usual, ways Your strange thoughts about living and dreaming and mixing living with dreams I learned to like your usual ways of presenting unusual desires What about psychology? There is no way to analyze the working of the brain machine, Working billions of cells, transmitters, and neutrons Flying, fighting, competing How do ideas come to life? That was another hard question. I was not able to find out anything about anything, Except that I was alive and felt alive and yet felt dead as well; I watched rain, fog, horses, birds, and trees, and I watched the blue; I really loved watching the blue every day; You loved the same, although maybe for different reasons; Maybe we loved each other for different reasons too. Did we hate each other? I felt I hated you not a few times. Did you hate me? Maybe you did as well sometimes And maybe you still hate me When you think of that July when the blue was everywhere With the white dot in the middle, shining like the first time When everything was green And you were glistening in the middle of the blue, the green, the summer, But I was not there.
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